Book 1: The Demon Prince Chapter 92: Infiltrating the Villa
In the Pure Altar, the vast majority of people cultivate the Yin attributes of darkness, death, ice, wind, water, and wood, and the Yin Qi is the most abundant on the night of the full moon, and the Shang Wu Army is cold and lacking at this time, but the combat effectiveness of the Pure Altar can be improved a lot.
There were still seven days left in the operation, Ouyang Li went out of the city to meet the members of the Hunting Gate, arranged an ambush in the jungle, and the others also went to pick up the members of their respective gates, entered Shangwu City in batches, and planted them on the way to escape.
As for Yeyang and Jing Fanchen, they also lived in Yihong Courtyard, and when they were fine, they listened to Hongya holding the pipa and singing a little song, hiding people's eyes and ears, and usually walking around in Shangwu City, on the surface, it seems that they are shopping and playing, but in fact, they are always active around the villa, familiar with the terrain of action.
Seven days passed in a hurry, except for the hunting gate lurking outside the city, all the people of the two gates of the dead and the trick had successfully entered the city, and through various means, two more members of the hidden gate were inserted in the guards of the north city gate.
On this day, the sun rose as usual, and soon set down the mountains, and when night came, darkness covered the whole land, and the dark night sky was dotted with stars, and a jade disc rose and hung high on the treetops.
Outside Shangwu City, in the dense jungle, Ouyang Li stood on a big tree, looking out into the city, and on the heavy city wall, in the north city tower, Chu Yu, dressed in golden armor, looked at the villa from afar.
In Beicheng District, in an inconspicuous restaurant, Xia Yanran sat alone at a table, leaning against the open window, looking at the lively street outside the window, holding a glass of sake in her hand, and tasting it quietly.
In Dongcheng District, in the brightly lit Yihong Courtyard, on the third floor of the inky copper smell, Yeyang, Jing Fanchen, Liu Xingyun and Hongya sat opposite each other, and the room was silent, no one spoke, only the sound of the pipa played by Hongyan echoed in the open air.
While they were waiting for the hour to come, an uninvited guest suddenly arrived, and there was a commotion in the corridor outside the room: "Where is Red Aya? I want to see Red Aya! Who are you, dare to stop me, do you know who I am? Believe it or not, I will go back and tell my father, and let him hang you at the city gate tomorrow! Get out of here!"
"Shangguan Gongzi, you can't go in, Miss Red Aya is entertaining guests today, you better come back tomorrow! Tomorrow Red Aya will be allowed to see you!" The old bustard's anxious voice also sounded.
"Okay, you old bustard, what guest can be more important than me, I don't, I won't! I'm going to see Hong Aya today, and any guest will let me fuck off!" the man shouted, squeezed through the two members of the trick who were guarding the door, pushed open the door and broke in.
The man was dressed in a luxurious golden robe, drunk, his face flushed, and he sat on the ground shaking his head, accompanied by two fierce middle-aged men.
The old bustard also hurriedly trotted in, and looked at Yeyang and the others with a smile on his face: "A few sons, I'm really sorry, this Shangguan prince has to come in, and I hope that a few people can give a thin face, so that Miss Hongya can accompany him today." ”
The breath of the two big men was in the Yuan Dan realm, one was in the middle level, and the other was in the high level, but the man was only worthy of the Yuan Dan realm, and when he saw the red silk holding the pipa on the side, he immediately smiled and grinned, and two strings of saliva flowed down his chin to his clothes.
The man rolled up his sleeves and wiped his mouth, then looked at Yeyang and the others viciously, and scolded: "You guys, get away from me, I have a bag tonight, Red Silk girl!"
Yeyang, who closed his eyes and crossed his knees, opened his eyes, his gaze was calm and indifferent, and he didn't pay attention to his clamour, but looked at Hongya and asked, "Who is he?"
"This is a gentleman of the Shangguan family, his father is the commander of the Shangwu Army, Shangguan Xuancheng, and he always troubles me on weekdays, but fortunately, he is afraid of my cultivation, and he doesn't go too far, I don't know how to do it today, and I drank too much and came here to make trouble. ”
Hong Aya said, frowning, with a look of displeasure on her face, and saluted to Yeyang: "The altar master, please forgive the sin, I will drive him out." ”
"Don't be so troublesome, just kill them all!" Yeyang said lightly.
"Haha, kill me, do you know who I am? You want to kill me, but I ......" Hearing this, before Hong Aya could react, the man took the lead in laughing, leaning forward and backward with laughter, out of breath, as if he had heard some funniest joke.
However, before he finished speaking, his face suddenly stiffened, his eyes bulged outward, his mouth opened wide, and he wanted to say anything, but it was all stuck in his throat, and a thin red line appeared around his neck.
The other end of the red line was in the hand of the red thread, her beautiful eyes narrowed, the red thread immediately contracted violently, and there was a stabbing sound, and a hideous head was thrown out directly, and the blood flowed like a stream, and the man's headless body fell straight to the ground, and the overflowing blood stained the carpet red.
The two guards were furious, their eyes wide with rage, but before they could react, a bloody hole was also cracked in their necks, and their bodies fell straight to the ground, dead and dead.
"Ah!" the old bustard cried out in fright, but before the cry could be heard, his throat was similarly slit, and he fell down weakly.
The two killers of the treacherous sect put away the daggers in their hands, Yeyang waved his hand, and the two of them took out a bottle of medicinal powder without saying a word, and poured it on the corpses of several people, the corpses smoked straight and were corroded cleanly, leaving only pools of black pus and blood.
The two carefully put away the medicine bottle, got up and left the room, closed the door again, Yeyang, Jing Fanchen, Liu Xingyun and Hongyan all looked as usual, as if nothing had happened, and continued to listen to the song.
In Shangguan Villa, in a mansion, a middle-aged man in golden armor was staring angrily at the two soldiers who were kneeling on the ground and trembling, and scolded loudly: "What are you doing to eat, you can't even look at a big living person like the young master, what use do you have!"
"Commander, it's his subordinates who are ineffective and don't take good care of the young master, let him slip out of the villa, please punish the commander!" one of them.
"Commander, please rest assured, the young master is just taking a break in the city, not leaving Shangwu City, and there are two squad leaders around to escort him, he will not encounter any danger, his subordinates will go and find him back!"
"You two know a fart! Now that there are soldiers outside, the city may not be safe, maybe there will be enemies who sneak in, if something goes wrong with the young master, you don't want to live!" The golden-armored man kicked one of them and said angrily: "Don't go yet!"
"Obey!" The two did not dare to be dissatisfied in the slightest, hurriedly got up and left the room, while the middle-aged man sat down uneasily, his face gloomy, and an ominous premonition rose in his heart, always feeling that something was about to happen in this martial city.
When the moon is in the sky, the time is coming, the yin air between the heaven and the earth is pervasive, the cold air is flourishing, the lively Shangwu City is gradually quieting down, the lights are quickly extinguished, one after another people fall asleep, only the sparse light on the street remains, and most of the city is swallowed up by darkness.
At the back door of Shangguan Villa, a team of Shangwu soldiers wearing armor is standing guard, there are two lighthouses next to the road, there are two people standing on each lighthouse, the fine iron gate is closed, there are still four people standing in front of the door, and in the room next to the door, there are two Yuan Dan Realm, one is the team leader, and the other is the deputy captain, all of whom are snoring and sleeping with their heads up.
The others were also drowsy, yawning listlessly, their eyelids were heavy and their eyes were slightly narrowed, a gust of cold wind hit, several people shivered, tightened the armor on their bodies, shook their heads, and suddenly woke up a lot of sleepiness.
And at this moment, a few cold rays suddenly flashed in the darkness, and four sword lights fell head-on towards the four people standing in front of the door, the four of them opened their eyes, and before they could react, the knife light instantly cut their throats, and their bodies fell weakly.
......Several people on the lighthouse reacted immediately, and were about to ring the alarm bell hanging upstairs, but a series of hidden weapons flew out of the darkness, pierced the vital points of several people, and fell directly from the lighthouse, smashing up a cloud of dust.
"What kind of person?" The two Yuan Dan Realms who were asleep in the room were also awakened by the sudden movement, and they suddenly shouted angrily, and their bodies burst out, wanting to check the situation outside, but what greeted them were two fists that were rapidly expanding in their eyes.
"Po Bo!" two crisp sounds fell, and the heads of the two were torn apart like watermelons, and the miserable white brains mixed with the golden red blood, splashing and flying, and before they could even scream, they died completely.
The battle was completed in a dozen breaths, and more than a dozen men in black appeared in the darkness, quickly threw the bodies of ten people into the grass on the side, and like black shadows, quietly entered the villa.
Although the terrain in the villa is flat, the pattern is complex and changeable, there are residential areas for the children of the Shangguan family, entertainment areas for green buildings and taverns, trade areas with many shops, scenic spots for leisure and recuperation, military areas for stationing the Shangwu army, and political areas for handling government affairs.
The facilities are similar to those of Shangwu Castle, but the level is much higher, and the ornate buildings are located, divided into squares by staggered roads.
Three teams patrolled around the villa, and five teams were stationed at five major intersections, checking the identities of pedestrians, and the management was extremely strict, but now in the middle of the night, it was almost time to change shifts, and everyone was drowsy, cold and sleepy.
Through the cover of night, more than a dozen shadow killers of the Trick Gate hid in the dark, easily evaded the three patrol teams, and quietly solved the two teams stationed at the intersection, and replaced them with twelve of their own people, Yeyang and Liu Xingyun took the remaining six people, and came to the location of the Treasure Pavilion in danger and danger.